place your hand upon the door
have you been here before?
slow down and catch your breath
there’s nothin left

not a furnishing
you don’t see but a thing
there’s nothing left behind
but lives and wasted time 

scattered photos on the ground
you move them all around
until you find the one
you hated most

therein lies a dark surpise
you’re still alive
but who’d have guessed that you would be
and at what cost

in the darkness of the closet
you reflect and posit
that your path could
never be the same

wring your hands in sharp regret
it’s safe to bet that
if you cut yourself you’d bleed
despair and shame

for in the closet hidden hides
you dare not look inside
for what lurks in the dark
it knows your name

leave the pages on the floor 
and head back out the door
you wish to god that
you had never came

1 For More Options

vacant

"i'd say i was about 11. I had a dream. I was on a train..."

1 for More Options

dreamscape I

bugler

wonk ot tnaw yllaer uoy dluow tuo dnif dluoc uoy fi dna og llew erehw ro morf emac ew erehw swonk neve eno on riah ruo tuo gnillup eb dew tub htrof dna kcab eugra dluoc ew sreyarp ruo gniyas tuoba sefil kniht tnod i llew

sreyarp

i don't think i'll ever find a hundred at the twenty on the door

100 at the 20

let's pretend to turn the jukebox into the phone

jukebox

fallen down 
throw it out
circle itself back around
isnt as easy as we make it out to be
harder than ever to see straight in front of me
toy robot without his own battery
Feeling stuck
stroke of luck
bolting my feet to the ground
fill me up and pour me back out
like you always do when Im around
once a ship caught in your light
these days youll find me  
bolted to the ground

glue factory

i stayed up late to see the sun again
surprised the earth still has the nerve to spin
we fight a fight it feels we cannot win
and you’re glued down to your seat now

what a fool you’ve been
and you’d do it again
fill yourself with chagrin
eleven times out of ten

they say it’s easy but they dont believe
you have a purpose hidden up your sleeve
I haven’t seen your face since christmas eve
and it’s tearing me apart now

who you cryin’ to
ain’t nobody see you
nothing more ya could do
then stay out past the curfew

by now you’ve found the sound that holds you down
the kind that makes the plans to leave the town
you’ve seen the river running dirty brown
and you need some cleaner water 

they may rat you out
drinking from the sink spout
taste of shame and hard grout
to feed your little seed sprout

foolish

you were the one with the gun to your head
you were the one who told me you’d be dead
I can’t go back to see just what you said
all of those days tainted, painted in red
I'm not saying that it was easier for you
cause I don't think you had a clue
what you would do
I want to trust that I could make it up to you
but I don’t know if I could do
that much for you
MY FLESH IS ROTTING QUICKLY AS IT’S FALLING FROM MY BONES
I HEAR THE BLEEDING SWELTER OF THE HEAT LIKE ITS A DRONE
I’D GIVE MY ARMS AND LEGS IF YOU WOULD JUST PICK UP THE PHONE
HOW COULD YOU DARE TO PEACE RIGHT OUT AND LEAVE US ALL ALONE
THE SUNLIGHT STRIKES ME IN THE FACE LIKE SOMEONE THREW A STONE
MY THOUGHTS FLASH BACK TO ALL THE IMPOTENCE I’VE EVER SHOWN
WHY CAN’T I GET A DO-OVER; I WISH I COULD HAVE KNOWN
AND THEY’LL STILL ASK ME IN TEN YEARS JUST WHY I HAVEN’T GROWN
I'm not saying that it was easier for you
cause I don't think you had a clue
what you would do
I want to trust that I could make it up to you
but I don’t know if I could do
that much for you

what you would do

Just because you forgot about me doesn't mean I went away

Telecom Crypt